Takoma Smith
Stop My Bags
[rap]
I really wish a hoe would
Stop me
From getting my cash
Stop my bags
Ha
Bitch you mad
Bitch you just pressed
Ain’t got time for you
Because you look like a mess

[pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Smoking backwoods on snap
Lipgloss on point
This is my joint
Bitch I make mad coins
And Imma punch you in you’re loins
Pissy Pussy Hoe thot

[Chorus]
Bitch don’t you
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Don’t mean to brag
But I make mad cash
You a dumb hooker
Who’s mad that
These n***as want my sugar
Bitch don’t
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
[verse 2]
(Sing)
I really wish a bitch would stop my bags
[rap]
If we got beef we got beef
And the beef is smoking
I be smoking & toking
On this backwood
N***as be really wishing
To live in the hood
If a boy gave me his wood
It’d be on fire
Like firewood
Sex would be good
Bitch I ate
Sweet arrogance
Aye
Bitch you mad
That I ate

[pre -Chorus]
Ooh
Smoking backwoods on snap
Lipgloss on point
This is my joint
Bitch I make mad coins
And Imma punch you in you’re loins
Pissy Pussy Hoe thot
[Chorus]
Bitch don’t you
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Don’t mean to brag
But I make mad cash
You a dumb hooker
Who’s mad that
These n***as want my sugar
Bitch don’t
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Stop my bags

[verse 3]
[rap]
Aye
Imma let my mans
Kiss me in the mouth and set me free
Imma let him bite
Me and you bouta fight
I ain’t bout this shmoney
But when I am watch out
Or a bitch like you
Bout to be knocked out
And please don’t pout
Why don’t you actually go to college
Get some knowledge
I’m so polished
Because these
Nails be on fleek
Eye brows on fleek
Thick thighs on these guys
Smoking trees
Young twinks on they knees
I’m the G
Rip
These bitches
Who tryna get my money
Or Stop my bag
Go to hell you stupid whore hag
[Chorus]
Bitch don’t you
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Don’t mean to brag
But I make mad cash
You a dumb hooker
Who’s mad that
These n***as want my sugar
Bitch don’t
Stop my bags
Stop my bags
Stop my bags